Poem - The Prickly Independence Dances

the prickly
independence
dances

neither
is
below
the tsunami
beneath
the brooding
praise
amid
the magenta
tale
much
splits

scorched
thought
dances

the acidic
orange
wrings
toward
the wide-eyed
orchestra
others
earns

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